Branched
chest in your hand to divert
thought
cracking himself up. Pills
sailing round the mouth
arriving in the bend of the palate, noble.
I count the grains as they were waves pounding against me
,
sickens me know the number,
afflicted, afflicted
in the middle of summer and the window above me
is the only one who listens to me, my being awkward .*
Appointed by the wind on the pier scraped
crowded the rostrum to the moment of the match.
He gives in abundance, it is relaxing.
The bestower of breath,
she murmured, her lungs exhale
like a huge fish .*
collect patient
your voice
placed on trial, clothes to wear on
threshold of recall. To ask
pins
the last effort. While
cast out the wind from the wing
under your foot.
chest in your hand to divert
thought
cracking himself up. Pills
sailing round the mouth
arriving in the bend of the palate, noble.
I count the grains as they were waves pounding against me
,
sickens me know the number,
afflicted, afflicted
in the middle of summer and the window above me
is the only one who listens to me, my being awkward .*
Appointed by the wind on the pier scraped
crowded the rostrum to the moment of the match.
He gives in abundance, it is relaxing.
The bestower of breath,
she murmured, her lungs exhale
like a huge fish .*
collect patient
your voice
placed on trial, clothes to wear on
threshold of recall. To ask
pins
the last effort. While
cast out the wind from the wing
under your foot.
MCT
* A. Sexton, For the year of Fools, in The whimsical abundance.
Image Nude girl lying (1918) , Egon Schiele. 
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